You stood there at your locker by yourself putting your textbooks back. You were just minding your own business when suddenly your locker door slamed shut, making you jump back in suprise. You heard snickering and looked and saw Taehyung and his two bestfriends Namjoon and Yoongi walking past you. You just rolled your eyes and opened your locker back up. Taehyung has been messing with you since you were kids. What made it worse is that he has been in your classes every year. What's even worse, he's in your next class and sits right behind you. You walked into class and aprehensively sat down, sighing. You were just waiting for the torment to begin. Not even a second later, you felt a tug on your hair. You didn't bother to say anything to him because he won't listen. You felt the tug again, and again, and again. That's when you had enough. You snaped your head around and looked at him. "Taehyung! Stop it!" You yelled. Everyone got quiet and was looking at you. "(Y/n), are you okay?" Your teacher asked. "No! Taehyung keeps pulling my hair." You said, crossing your arms. "Taehyung, keep your hands to yourself, this isn't kindergarten." Your teacher said. "I'm not doing anything!" He defended himself. "Stop lying!" You threw your pen at him. "I'm not! Quit being a baby!" He yanked your hair again, harder this time. "That's it. Both of you, detention today after school." "What?! But I have to-" Your teacher interupted you. "No excuses. Be here today or you'll have two days detention." Taehyung started laughing, "You too Taehyung!" After school, you went to walk into the classroom only to bump into Taehyung who was walking in at the same time. "Move." He said. "I was here first, you move." You said. You both started fighting your way through the door until you both squeezed in at the same time making you scoff. Your teacher was standing at her desk and told you both to sit in the two desks in front of hers. You walked over and sat down, Taehyung sat next to you. "I am going to grade these papers, in the meantime, no talking-" "No worries. The last thing I would do is talk to him." You said. Taehyung jumped at you. "Anyways, just get out homework or read. Just do something quietly and you'll be out of here in an hour." You sighed and took out a book. You opened it to the page you were on and started reading. Taehyung was just sitting there staring off into space. You were lost in the pages when you felt a nudge on your elbow. You ignored it and continued to read. The next nudge was more powerful and mand your arm fly off the table. You narrowed your eyes at Taehyung who was stiffling a laugh. He then kicked your ankle making you wince. "Taehyung, stop!" You whispered. Your teacher looked up. "Is there a problem?" "Yes, he-" "No, there is no problem. Continue with the grading." Taehyung interupted. You just shook your head at him and set your book down, unable to concentrate. "I'll be right back. You better not go anywhere." Your teacher said sternly. As she left the room, Taehyung stood up and stretched. "Ugh, I can't wait to go home. Maybe I should just sneak out now. Do you want to come with me?" He asked. You scoffed at him. "Why would I risk getting into more trouble becuase of you. I don't want to go with you." "Why not?" "Because I don't like you. I would be relieved if you just left." You said. His face fell a little. "You don't like me?" He asked. "No, in fact, I hate you! You always bother me everyday and I'm so sick of it, I wish you would just leave me alone!" You yelled. Taehyung looked sincerely hurt, but you didn't take back what you said. He didn't talk to you the rest of the hour. The next day at school, Taehyung wasn't there. You thought that was weird because it wasn't like him to miss school. You didn't concern yourself with it and just went through the day. After school, Tehyungs friends, Namjoon and Yoongi came up to you at your locker. "Hey, (y/n), what is wrong with you?" Namjoon asked. You raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?" "Because of you, Taehyung locked himself in his room." Yoongi added. You closed your locker. "Huh? How is that my fault?" "What you said to him in detention yesterday." You thought back. "I don't- oh! Ugh, so what? He hates me too. Who cares if he acts like a baby about it." You walked in between them but they grabbed your arms and pulled you back. "Wow, you really are stupid." Yoongi said. "Hey! Go bother Taehyung." "No, you made this mess, you clean it up." Namjoon said. You sighed. "Well what do you want me to do?" "Go to his house, stupid!" You made a face. "Okay, sheesh." You went to Taehyung's house and knocked on the door. No answer. 'Well, no one's home.' You were about to turn around, but remembered the look on his face when you said you hated him. 'Ugh, I have to do the right thing don't I?' 'Go in, stupid!' You heard Namjoon and Yoongi's voices in your head. You shook it hoping the get the voices out then reached for the handle. You slowly opened the door and peaked inside. "Hello?" You called. There was no answer. You stepped inside and closed the door behind you. You'd never been to his house before so you don't know where his room him, so you started checking every door you saw. It didn't take very long to find it. You went to turn the handle but it was locked. So you knocked. "Go away!" Taehyung yelled. You sighed and knocked again. You heard his heavy footsteps and the door knob jingling. The door swung open. "I said go a-" Taehyung stopped when he saw you. "(Y/n), what are you doing here?" He asked. You shifted on your feet. "Uh, you didn't come to school today." You said. He scoffed. "You didn't come here because of that." "Okay fine. Your friends said that you locked yourself in here and that I should come see you." "Huh? D-did they tell you why I didn't come to school?" "Because of something I said yesterday." You said, suddenly feeling guilty. "Oh." Was all he said, He walked back intohis room, leaving the door open and sat on his bed. You followed him and stood infront of him. "Hey, uh, are you okay?" You asked. "Do you want the truth?" He asked, looking up at you. You nodded. He grabbed your arms and guided you to sit next to him. "Believe it or not, but what you said yesterday really hurt me." He said. "Huh? What are you talking about?" You asked. "You don't feel." You said. He smiled weakly. "I know it's hard to believe, but I do." "What are you trying to say?" He sighed. "Do you know what it's like when the person you love the most says she hates you?" He asked, tears welling in his eyes. "It's my fault to. I made you hate me." Your eyes turned soft. "No, no. I didn't mean it. I just said that because I was mad. I don't hate you, I just can't stand you sometimes." You mentally slapped yourself after realizing that you didn't really make the situation any better. "I'm sorry that I made you not like me. I'm sorry that I am such a bother to you." He said, tears slipping out of his eyes. You've never seen this side of him before so you didn't know how to react. "T-Taehyung, what's gotten into you?" He stood up and pulled at his hair. He then grabbed your shoulders and pulled you up. "Can't you see what you do to me? You make me do stupid things! Those stupid things made you hate me!" He yelled, shaking you. He let go of you and your eyes started tearing. "God, I'm such a screw up!" He grabbed you by the shoulders again and squeezed, making you wince. "I just wanted you to love me but instead I made you hate me!" He yelled, looking into your panicked eyes. "Taehyung, you're hurtting me!" His eyes softened. "And now I'm taking my pain out on you." He whispered. He suddenly started sobbing. By now, you were too. He slowly lowered his head into your chest and you pet his head, "Please don't cry." You said, wiping your own tears. You pulled him to your embrace and he wrapped his arms around your waist. You rubbed his back trying to calm him down and he gently squeezed your sides. Somehow, you had made your way to his bed. You both sat against the headboard, still wrapped in eachothers arms. After a while, you both had calmed down and the crying stopped. "Are you okay?" You asked quiely. "I'm fine." You et go of him and sat up. "Taehyung, did you mean what you said? About loving me?" You asked. He sat up. "Of course I did." You bit your lip and looked down. "Look, I don't expect you to love me back. Just as long as you know that I love you-" "No, I think- I think I do. I have to admit, all those years of teasing weren't that bad. It might sound weird, but I actualy kind of liked it. I always got mad because I thought you hated me and I didn't want you to know that I like you. And I would get jealous if I saw you teasing another girl." You said, laughing. That made Taehyung smile. "Really? You would get jealous?" He asked. Your face turned red. "That's cute. Isn't it weird how we found out about each others feelings like this? I mean, this whole time, we both liked each other, but we thought we hated each other. You could've been my girlfriend a long time ago. Now I really am stupid." You smiled and kissed his cheek making him blush. "What was that for?" He asked. "I don't know." He suddenly grabbed your chin and turned your head, connecting your lips with his. You kissed him back. After he pulled away, you smiled. "What was that for?" You asked. "I don't know. Maybe I was hoping if I did that, you would agree to be my girlfriend." "All you had to do was ask." He smirked. "Okay, will you be my girlfriend?" "Does this answer your question?" You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into another kiss. "Definitely."
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